Meanwhile at home and across town

"Here it is Mary. We can have your divorce expedited just like Lori's. The year long separation requirement can be waived since you've been claimed by Caleb and you've accepted his ownership of you. All we need is your signature, and the divorce will be finalized by the end of the week," Sonia said as she placed the paperwork on the table.

Mary didn't hesitate for an instant. She picked up the pen and signed. Wherever Mark had disappeared to, she hoped he rotted. The video of him having sex with the maid sent to help them pack had put the last nail in the coffin of her marriage. One of Mary's close friends had stumbled upon the video on the internet and sent Mary the link.

The image was now burned into her mind. The way Mark kissed her, the way he fondled her body, the joy on his face as he shot his load into her mouth.

It was all true. Everything Mark said. It hurt even worse that he cheated on her after she let him be with three other women. Caleb was a better man, a great man, and an amazing lover. She knew without any doubts that Caleb would never cheat on his harem. Mary could feel his love, and the love of his harem, throughout her entire body and down into her soul, something she never felt with Mark.

Sonia felt bad about tricking her new lover, but not bad enough to reveal that Mark was set up. Mary belonged in the harem, and was a welcome addition. Kathy wanted her in it, and the Sisterhood had facilitated it. The video Mary watched was carefully edited to make it appear that Mark seduced the maid from the reserve pool. But the exact opposite was what really happened. The maids in the pool would not have been selected if there was any chance they could be seduced so easily by another man. They were all loyal acolytes of the sisterhood. Their mission was to be bred by the Stretcher King, and the Sisterhood lived to serve them.

The tiny tattoo of a lotus on the maids ankle was more than enough to convince Sonia that she was ordered to seduce Mark Daniels. A Lotus Sister would never have sex with any man other than a Stretcher King unless ordered to do so. They were fanatical in their devotion to the Stretcher Kings. They considered cum from lesser men to be inferior, and ate only enough to remain healthy. They would not abide it touching their skin like the maid in the video.

If Sonia ever saw that maid again, she would have to check to see if she had a second lotus tattoo. If Sonia found a second one, it would mean Mark Daniels was likely dead. There were only two ways to earn such a tattoo, a badge of honor indicating a successful mission. The Lotus Mother would send the one whose body was soiled by Mark's cum to end his life. They considered it a cleansing act.

One other thing Sonia was sure of, if there was one Lotus Sister among the maid pool, there would be more. She debated on whether she should tell April about them. She decided not to. As much as Sonia loved the woman, April wouldn't understand the Lotus Sisters devotion. April would only see an assassin and report their presence to her bosses. No, she would inform Caleb, and let him decide what to do. The Lotus Sisters were certainly dangerous, but they would never harm a Stretcher King or his family.

Sonia briefly considered mentioning her thoughts to Chloe, but concluded that Chloe was certain to know about the Lotus Sisters already. Unlike Sonia, the busty butler had been hand picked for the assignment to Caleb's household. Sonia knew that Chloe had once worked as a maid for the Mother Superior, as well as several prominent families connected to the church. But there was also a rumor among the clergy that Chloe and the Mother Superior were once lovers. If true, then the Mother Superior was certain to be keeping a very close eye on the newest Stretcher King.

Harold nervously paced as he waited outside Mrs. Johnson's office with June. His palms were sweaty. He wished he could be more like his wife. She was leaning against the secretary's desk just chatting away. June chose to wear a business blouse, jacket, and skirt left over from her old job in the accounting firm, before she became a stay at home mother.

Mrs. Johnson opened her door and greeted them, quickly ushering them inside. But as soon as the door closed, June pinned her against it. One hand grabbed Mrs. Johnson's hair and the other her breast.

June leaned in and growled right in her face, "So, you're the little bitch that wants to fuck my husband. Since you've already blown him, you owe me something in return."

June yanked her hair and forcibly kissed her. Harold was beginning to panic, but Mrs. Johnson did nothing to defend herself.

When she released the kiss, June demanded, "What's your first name, little bitch?"

"Pamela. Mistress, my first name is Pamela."

June grinned and purred, "Mmmm, I like that. Yes Pam, I'm your mistress now. Be a good little bitch, and show me what you've got hiding under these clothes."

Harold felt his cock become rock hard. He had never seen his wife act so aggressive, but he loved it. Pamela quickly shed her blouse and skirt, then her bra and panties. She had medium sized fake breasts, an hourglass figure from her daily gym sessions, and was completely bare between her legs.

June looked at Harold and barked, "Why are you still wearing clothes? I came here to watch you fuck her, now get naked."

June didn't even wait for him to start getting undressed when she turned back to Pamela. She roughly fondled Pamela's tits as she said, "You want to fuck my husband so you can get to my son don't you? Don't try to deny it. Harold is a wonderful man, any woman would be lucky to have him, but I know your real goal. Well, now you're my little bitch. If you ever want a chance with my son, I expect you to keep my husband very happy. Drained balls happy. Do you understand?"

"Yes mistress, I will obey. I will keep Harold's balls empty for you," Pamela said, feeling as if her pussy had turned into a swamp. Not only was Harold's wife beautiful, she had the voice of a goddess. An angry goddess that must be obeyed. The grace and poise of her body language and words were like nothing Pamela had ever experienced before. The demanding tone, and June's confidence that she would be obeyed, had Pamela ready to follow any order.

June smiled evilly, "Oh good, my husband is ready. Harold sit on the couch. Come along, little bitch. Get on your knees, I want to make sure you know how to suck a cock before he fucks you."

Pamela obeyed her orders, quickly dropping to her knees between Harold's legs. Harold's cock looked magnificent standing straight, rock hard, and throbbing. Pamela kissed the tip and begged, "Mistress, may I use my hands to help me pleasure your husband?"

June grinned at her husband before answering, "You may, but I want to see your lips around the base of his cock before he fucks you."

Pamela used one hand to hold him and took his cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head, his precum beginning to flow, giving her a delicious taste of him. She rapidly licked his frenulum in a side to side motion before bobbing her head.

Harold's moan encouraged her to bob faster. She looked up to see him kissing his wife. June was seated beside him, her skirt hiked up around her waist, with the fingers of one hand strumming her clit.

Pamela pulled his cock out of her mouth, stuck out her tongue, then swiped his cock back and forth over it. That got his attention, so she then used his cock to slap her cheeks and forehead. He laughed out loud, making her feel oddly pleased at her on degrading actions. She took him back into her mouth and sucked till her cheeks caved in, her tongue dancing across his shaft.

Harold lay his head back and moaned, "Oh fuck yeah. June honey, this feels amazing."

June placed her hand on the back of Pamela's head and pushed, saying, "Good little bitch. Now go all the way down. You don't want to make him cum before he fucks you."

June was a little disappointed that Pamela didn't gag, but then again, Harold's cock wasn't nearly as large as Caleb. She'd have to remember to bring a large dildo or strap-on next time, to make sure Pamela will gag on his dick when June finally lets Pamela fuck her son. She knew Caleb loved the sounds of a woman choosing his cock over the air they needed to live. June imagined the sensation must be amazing.

June gripped a handful of Pamela's hair and yanked her head off Harold's dick. "Okay, that's enough little bitch. It's time for Harold to fuck you. But you know what? My fingers are getting tired of rubbing my clit. Move over here and lick it for me while my husband sticks his dick you."

After they switched positions, June commanded, "If you make me cum before my husband does, I'll let him cum wherever you like. But if he cums first, it's going in your pussy. If you want to eat it, you'll have to dig it out of your snatch, ok little bitch? Oh, and if you're not on birth control, that's just too bad. You'll just have to try harder. Now start eating."

June smiled down at Pamela as she quickly dug her tongue into June's snatch. Harold's boss was obviously inexperienced with cunnilingus, but she was enthusiastic, which help to make up for it. She wasn't anywhere near as skilled as the expert pussy lickers in her son's harem. Then again, the girls in the harem were always enthusiastic, and Sonia was an equally enthusiastic teacher.

June watched her husband ease his cock inside Pamela. He was going slow and gentle with her. June was about to demand he fuck her hard, but then she realized something. He was trying to give Pamela time to make June cum. The smile he gave his wife as he looked into her eyes was one of love and devotion. It warmed June's heart. Harold had always been a conscientious lover, making sure that June enjoyed their sex thoroughly. Even during their spanking sessions, Harold put forth extra effort to give June maximum enjoyment through the pain of his spanks. It was a trait she hoped he passed on to their son.

But giving June maximum pleasure wasn't the point today. June demanded, "Make her cum Harold. Fuck this little bitch hard and **** her to cum on your cock. I wanna see her cream on your dick before she licks it off."

If anything, that order made Pamela try even harder to please June. She added two fingers to her efforts and focused her tongue on June's clit. June caressed Pamela's face as Harold's hard thrusts rammed it into June's cunt. June lay her head back and imagined it was Kathy or Amelia eating her. That got her juices flowing.

Pamela screamed into June's clit just as June's own orgasm fired through her body. She yanked Pamela's hair, rubbing her cunt all over Pamela's face. When she released her, Pamela lay her head on June's thigh and enjoyed the pounding Harold was giving her. June could tell by his grunts that he was getting close.

"Pamela, where do you want my husband's cum? Hurry! Quickly, before he blasts off!"

Pamela slid off his cock and spun around, kneeling before him with her face turned up, her mouth wide and tongue out. She was just in time as Harold began to spurt his seed on her lips and tongue. June was a little saddened by the sight. She loved her husband, but he was no Stretcher King. Caleb's huge ropes of cum would have painted Pamela's face white, while Harold could only manage five modest shots before his spurts weakened.

Harold did get one shot in Pamela's eye, which pleased June. She knew Caleb pretended he wasn't aiming for them, but he wasn't fooling her. Caleb was very much like his father in that regard, they always aimed at least one shot for the eyes. But like most blowjobs she gave him, Harold spurted the rest of his cum on Pamela's tongue like a real gentleman. It was too bad really.

Over the last few months, June had grown to love Caleb painting her face and tits with his jizz, she just wished Harold did it more often too. He was getting better though, partly thanks to Cindy's additional encouragement. Now that June had someone to lick cum off of, Harold was far more willing to cum on their faces. Gentlemanly behavior had its place, but sometimes a girl wants to be treated like a whore by the man they love.

A few minutes later the three were redressed and June was giving Pamela her instructions.

"Okay Pamela, my little bitch, now repeat them back to me."

"Yes Mistress. This little bitch is to practice her pussy eating every workday, alternating between my own and Harold's secretaries. This little bitch is to suck Harold's cock every workday and send my mistress a picture after he cums wherever he likes. This little bitch is to offer her pussy to Harold every time she sees him. This little bitch will invite her Mistress to lunch at least once each week so that she can watch Harold fuck me."

June smiled and hugged her saying, "Good little bitch. Oh, I almost forgot. Here, I have a gift vial of my son's cum to give you."

Pamela's eyes flew wide as she saw the Sisterhood certification label on the small vial June handed her. A vial of Stretcher King cum was practically priceless. Always in short supply, only the richest women could afford to purchase them, and that's if they could find a supplier. As far as Pamela knew, Harold's son wasn't selling his. The other Stretcher Kings did, but none of them lived within a thousand miles of North America.

"Thank you Mistress. I will cherish this gift."

June just smiled at her then turned, hooked her arm around Harold's, and walked out the door.

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